Maniacally Depressive

I know they call it Bi-polar these days, but I’m not talking about a mental health disorder.  Disorderly, maybe, but nothing clinical.  Do you ever have those days when you feel so overwhelmed it makes you want to cry?  It’s enough to make you mentally ill.

I have a lot going on right now.  Summer is coming to a close and it is time to start preparing for cold weather.  We spent the last day in our little pool and it is draining as I write.  Now talk about depressive.  There are quite a few things to do to shut down the pool and patio.  The pool needs to be drained, cleaned, disassembled, folded up and put back into the box.  Hopefully.  You know how those things go.  The manufacturer uses some sort of air thing to suck all the molecules out of the plastic so it fits into a box half the normal size.  Then we crazy (and insanely determined) humans attempt to stuff whatever back into the container.

Maniacally.

I’m hopeful.

We’ll see in a day or two after the thing has dried out.  The filter needs to be cleaned and also packed away.  Innertubes deflated.  Floating bar deflated.  Then everything stuffed into a corner in the garage until Memorial Day.  Waaaaa!!

That’s just the first round.  In a few weeks, the rest of the patio gets undressed, tarped and pushed out of the way.  It took like three days to set it all up so we’ve got our work cut out for us.

Depressive.

Before long snow will be piled on top and I’ll be dreaming of the tiki bar.  The flower garden needs to be tended.  Weeds pulled.  Ornaments put away.  Bulbs ordered for fall planting.  Halloween gear unearthed from the crawl space.  (It’s a month long ordeal at our house.)

And all this while working, keeping up with household chores and maintaining a blog.  It’s enough to send me into a funk.

Or maybe just onto the sofa to watch football.  Anything to keep away the winter blues.